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38 A Little Garden Time
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Karima Sa'ad UsmanAs the season wraps us in its festive glow, I find myself reflecting on the warmth and joy that surrounds us. In the spirit of togetherness, I wanted to take a moment to express my deepest appreciation for you. Your kindness, laughter, and genuine spirit have illuminated this year, making it truly special. May the magic of the season fill your heart with peace, your home with love, and your days with boundless joy. Wishing you a season as beautiful as your presence in my life. Happy holidays!
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Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 39 Welcome Home
Aeron Speaking of heartless, I could peg Jasmine as that with the way she assaulted my senses on our ride to Snow. She was a beast and held nothing back. Suddenly, I began to suspect that I might be unable to keep up. The look in her eyes, while her back was against the car door of the passenger's seat while I drove, remained engraved in my mind. I had to slow down and bring the car to a halt eventually. Razor was going crazy, and there was no denying him his fill. Even though I managed to drive us to Snow in one piece, my mind was utterly fucked. When Aunty Rukky said she had been expecting me, I knew it had nothing to do with the call the king made to his mother to inform them of our visit. It was much more. I could not shake the feeling that she was the one in my dream. The dream that I had managed to escape Stasia. It still bugged me why Stasia would refer to me as her king and advance toward me in my dream. Could it be magic, or was my mind playing tricks on me? Whatever it
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 40 A Cluster Mess
Aeron We sat in silence for a bit while I let what Aunt Rukky said sink in. "What if the dream walker isn't close to her. How will she get the ability?" Grandfather asked her. "She has to establish a form of connection. Maybe the dream walker accidentally wandered into her dream, or she has a scrying magic. Anything is possible where Stasia is concerned. She is completely sold to the Dark. It is bound to give her unfathomable powers." Rukky said and chuckled. "If only King Mustapha knew her source, he wouldn't be so trusting, seeing that his main aim is to free our people from the Dark. It is a twisted state of being," she said with a light chuckle, but I found no humour in her words. I still couldn't shake off the fact that I wasn't safe from Stasia in my dreams. "I did not know what drew me to you the other night, but I am glad I was in that dream. Stasia wants something from you, and being her king isn't one of those things," she said with a matter-of-fact tone that let me know
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 41 Grandma's Questions
Jasmine Ivory looked really stressed out, and I was worried. She had only been around for two days, and Rukky had managed to stress her this much. I didn't know how important the training was, but I believed Rukky should lay off a bit. After dinner, Aeron decided to catch up with his Grandfather while I decided to catch up with Ivory and Grandma. We went to the parlour immediately while Aeron went to the study with Gaddafi. I didn't know where Rukky went, but she wasn't my favourite person right now, seeing how she had managed to stress my sister out. "How's your trip over here, dear?" Grandma Isabelle said, serving me a glass of wine and handing a bottle of juice to Ivory, who opted for water instead. There was a look in Grandma's eyes that stated she had figured something out but was waiting for me to talk to her about it. I took a sip of the wine, feeling the warmth spread through me as I gathered my thoughts. "It's been good, Grandma. The journey was tiring, but we made it here
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 42 Sleepless
Jasmine I retired to my room after two glasses of wine. I didn't want to overdo it, but at the same time, I wasn't looking forward to sleeping alone. I Knew Aeron was a decent guy, and he might want to respect our grandparents by staying away since they hadn't permitted us to share a room. The thought of that alone made me eager to want to leave, maybe go on a tour so we can get to spend the remaining days together. "He wasn't modest at the palace; I doubt he will stay away," Xai said, and I had to shut her up from being hopeful. "The palace is huge, and people come and go. This is a home. There is a difference, Xia," I told my wolf, and I swear I felt her chuckle. I showered and decided to slip into one of the T-shirts I had seized from Aeron. I had come with one of them. I wore it with nothing underneath and lay in bed. I was comforted by his scent but afraid I might slip into another vivid dream, so I remained awake. Ivory and Rukky might be near, but the fear was still over
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 43 Interrogation
Mathias I decided I would question Monsoor first. Julia and Leonard were with me. It was not like I needed their presence, but I appreciated the help. The news of the Pictorians that were found in Graceland still spooked me, and for the love of me, I hoped Laila and Monsoor were not involved in some shit. "Is everything ready?" I asked Leonard, and he nodded. "Both siblings have been dosed with wolfsbane. The only issue is we put them in the same room," he said, and I frowned at him. "One will motivate the other to speak should they prove to be difficult," he added, and I understood what he meant by it. Would I be able to torture Laila? I doubted it, but it was something I might have to do for the sake and safety of my people. Blade will hate me for it. The thought of it alone made my stomach churn. As we approached the room where Monsoor and Laila were being held, a heavy sense of responsibility weighed on my shoulders. The air in the corridor seemed charged with tension as if t
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 44 Defiance and Surrender
Mathias Monsoor’s response was a defiant silence, and my frustration simmered beneath the surface. I shot a glance at Leonard, who subtly nodded, signalling he was ready to continue the beating. "Laila," I turned my attention to her, hoping for a different reaction. "Are you both involved with the people found in Graceland?" I asked, already knowing they did not know them, but I wanted to see her response. Maybe I could glean something from it. She hesitated, glancing at her brother before finally speaking, "We don't know anything about Pictorians in Graceland. We're not involved, I swear." But could I trust her? My mind raced, torn between the duty to protect my people and the bond I shared with Laila. The weight of the situation pressed down on me, and I knew that, no matter what, the decisions made in this room would shape the course of our future. As the questioning continued, I couldn't escape the gnawing uncertainty that this ordeal was far from over, and the shadows of doub
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 45 The Dreamwalker
Jasmine I am at sea again and staring at the burning town. I try to see if I can tell exactly where this is when I see it. It is Hill Village. The tiny heaps of sand that make the landscape hilly are visible, and I also know that the place isn't landlocked. There are phantom ships at the shore; I can see through them. That is why I can access the burning land. I look at the phantom vessels again, and suddenly, they are visible and opaque, obscuring the view of the burning land. There are hundreds of them, and troops are leaving them to get on the land. Then I hear the cries and pleas of the people. I am transported from the speculative view at sea to the midst of the chaos. People are running helter-skelter, searching for refuge, but there isn't any. "Why didn't we build bunkers? We should have a place to run and hide underground. We need to head to Forest," I heard some people say. A man and his family are on their knees. Huge men that reminded me of Khalid and Yusuf partially s
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 46 Interpret
Aeron It started at about two in the morning. I woke up to use the bathroom, and when I returned, I noticed Jasmine had yet to move from her position. She wasn't laying on her side. She was lying facing up, and honestly, I thought it was a sleeping position until I lay next to her and felt her skin burning up. The room was cool, so why was she running a fever? I needed to call for help but didn't want to trouble anybody's sleep with a false alarm, so I wet a towel and placed it on her forehead. She stirred, mumbling something. I figured it might be one of her nightmares. I had never experienced it like this before, but I somehow knew it was best to let it run its course, but I was wrong. Suddenly, I began to see puncture wounds around her neck. It slowly became more visible, and I panicked. I put on my shorts and linked Rukky immediately. Noticing there was a blockage. I left the room and ran to Rukky's room. I was frantically panicking. Every second I spent at Rukky's door was
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Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons EPILOGUE
Five Years Later Aeron I sat in the midst of a garden of wildflowers in New Pictoria, a place that had once been a barren desert but now thrived and bloomed, thanks to the magical fire I possessed. The prophecy had unfolded, and my life had come full circle, bringing me to a point of perfect contentment. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the sky, my eyes traced the playful scene before me. My twins, Ellie and Adam, chased each other around with unbridled joy, their laughter echoing through the air. A fluffy little puppy named Maxwell, named in jest to tease my Beta Mansoor, joined the playful chaos. Jasmine, wearing a serene blue cotton gown, approached me and took a seat beside me on the grass. I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the moment, a dream that I had once envisioned—albeit one that Stasia had invaded and tried to disrupt. Yet, here I was, surrounded by the laughter of my children and the warmth of Jasmine by my side. "
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 109 Keeping Promises
Jasmine The wedding day had finally come. Ironically speaking, my parents made sure it took place on the date we had originally selected. Even though I was pregnant, I wasn't showing yet, but I was excited. Since Aeron told me about the kings’ offers, I have been glad. It meant I wouldn't be too far from home. I was glad and nervous at the same time. My mother, sister, Zarah, Julia, and Margrette were with me while I prepared. Yes, you heard me right; Zarah, Margrette and I reconciled and decided to let bygones be bygones. It is great to have them as friends. Zarah wasn't as bossy or snobbish as she once was. In fact, she was the most fun person to have around. She was helping me with my make-up, something I suck at doing, and she was doing a good job. She told me she had always wanted a sister. I guess she got one now, and she would be an aunt soon. Aunty Rukky walked into the room with all smiles. Her twins were with her, and even though she looked a bit frail, I was glad she was
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 108 Welcoming a New King
Nikolas I could not believe it was finally over. One month had passed, and we were still trying to fix the cities that were destroyed. Piotr and Miles remained in forest with their family while Jutros and Isbecs went to work on the cities under the supervision of our engineers. They were faster workers, so the building and cleaning were moving fast. We had a crazy encounter, one we would never forget, and we were glad we had come out unscathed. It took three weeks, but Rukky and Gabriel finally came through. It seemed my father-in-law planned to die on his own terms. There was none as relieved as Olsen himself. Apparently, the bleak future Rukky had seen was her coma. When I think of it, I want to laugh. King Mustapha had come with his citizens and left them in the vessels in Iceberg and Hill village; among the people were Mansoor's mother and sister. Of course, Stasia would bring them since she knew Laila and Mansoor were here already. Mansoor had taken his sister from their mother
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 107 Some Respite
Aeron Leaving the women behind, I carried Jasmine in my arms. I wasn't ready to deal with anything until I eased the tension within, assured myself and my wolf that she was okay, and she was finally here with me. The war is over, and there is no looming threat anymore. That she is my Queen, and I am hers for the rest of my life. I took her to my tent. A tent I hadn't slept in since it was erected, and placed her on the mattress. She turned to look at me, but I had run out of patience. Tearing through her clothes, I leaned over her, kissing and placed my finger in her cunt. I finger fucked her brutally, doing to her what my cock was about to do inside her while I kissed her. I wanted to swallow her and maybe take her breath. “Don‘t ever pull that kind of stunt again, Solnishka. Going off on an adventure without telling me," I said, releasing my cock by taking off my shorts. I spread her legs apart. Her heart was beating fast. I should be gentle, but I couldn’t. All my emotions were
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 106 Time Up
Aeron Stasia turned around to look at me and smiled as if she had been waiting for me. She did not look as old as she did last night. Maybe it was the trick of the darkness. She looked young. Did this woman ever age? "On time," She said and smiled at then eyed Mathias. "Interesting, there are indeed handsome men on this continent," looking at Mathias flirtatiously. "I don't do old women," Mathias said, and she giggled. "Trust me, you wouldn’t want to let go once you get a taste, but too bad I am not here for you; I am here for my king," she said and looked at me. "See, we can be together now that both obstacles are out of the way. Dark dream walker and the mad king. We can be together and use your fire to rebuild our continent," she said, walking seductively towards me. I would lie that she did not look good, but all I could see in my mind’s eyes was a grandma in sheer clothing. Not a sight to see. "Release my mate, and I will let you live. As you know now, your army belongs to
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 105 A True King
Aeron Following Ivory's completion of the markings for all of us, I approached the Jutro to share my plan. They had received thorough medical care and nourishing food, and the majority of them were now fully healed. As they noticed my presence, they greeted me with enthusiasm, but my sombre expression quickly dampened their smiles. "Stasia has ensnared my mate in a dream state, and I am compelled to venture forth to rescue her. In doing so, we will inevitably clash with the Isbecs, and I understand that some of us may not return from this battle. I realise it's a lot to ask. You may not know me or my intentions, but I assure you, my motives are not malicious. The Isbecs have ravaged our homes, murdered our kings, slaughtered and enslaved our people, abducted our children, and obliterated countless futures, all in pursuit of what was never rightfully theirs. It's time to rid our world of the menace that is Stasia and her fire-wielding, mad King, Mustapha. It's time to reclaim our fre
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 104 Won't Wait Any Longer
Aeron We were sitting by the fire in the morning, drinking tea, when Ivory approached us in tears. I knew then that something had happened. Mansoor tried to calm her down to make her speak, and she tried to compose herself. She was shaken with horror, and since I hadn't seen Jasmine with her, panic grew in me. "Where is my mate?" I asked, unable to control myself. Queen Aliana stood up, and King Nikolas did the same; they were tired, having stayed awake after the fight. "She won't wake up. She is trapped, and I can't get in. Stasia created a barrier," Ivory said, and we all abandoned what we were doing and headed toward the tent where Jasmine was. My heart was thumping in my chest all the while. I had suspected Jasmine was up to something when I returned and was told she was training with Ivory. It seemed plausible, but it felt odd; I should have checked on them, and I wanted to, but Queen Aliana stopped me. I should have insisted or snuck into the tent. I cursed within me. This w
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 103 The Walk Of Darkness
JasmineI sat on the bare ground because I knew I needed to connect with the earth to pull on the Power of the Dark in Aquillonia. Every time I have been able to pull on the Power of the Dark effectively, I have been in direct contact with the earth, either grass or sand. Pushing the mattress to the side, I lay down on the sand and wielded myself to sleep. Everything was dark, and soon I was back in the tent, but I knew I was in a dream state. This was my dream. I could not visit the dreams of Stasia’s army individually. I need to drag their soul into my dream to eliminate them, and I need to do so before I go for the King. Gathering my strength, I began to move. I could feel Ivory's presence, but I couldn’t see her; it was as if she was in me, and we were one and the same. She was experiencing my dream, but I was the one in control. How was she doing it? I couldn’t tell, but I forged ahead.I was barefoot. I could feel the sand against the soles of my feet and the breeze against my
Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons 102 What To Do About Them
Jasmine My body recovered faster than I anticipated. It seemed I had powers beyond my comprehension, but there was an empty void in me. The sense of dread, loss and anguish lingered in my head. I couldn't quite shake off what happened at the gate. Rukky being stabbed by the witch. I couldn't stop blaming myself. If only I have moved fast. Gathered the momentum faster. Not allowing the poison to get the best of me, move as I should, act as I should, then she would be alive and well. I wasn't a fool. She had told me once that her future was bleak, and now I understood why. It was Stasia and me that undid her. A powerful woman who believed in fate and strived to bring out the goodness in the world had lost her life trying to save me. I could not forgive myself. So when I sat up on the mattress in the tent, I buried my face in my palm and wept. My hands were shaking. Rage and despair, a mixture unknown to me, became the only emotions I could feel simultaneously. "Jasmine," I heard the
